The Birthday Celebration

Liu Changgong did not know what had happened. Why did the little fox become so afraid of him after he went out to wash the dishes? It was as if he was some kind of ferocious beast... Yes, a ferocious beast that would eat foxes!

In the next few days, when the little fox saw Liu Changgong, she was like a mouse seeing a cat. She curled up on the side and did not dare to see him. Liu Changgong thought that the little fox was just a newcomer who had not familiarized herself with the environment. He was also a stranger to her, this caused her to be a little unfamiliar with him.

In the next few days, the little fox was both afraid and happy in the shop.

She was happy that she could follow the big boss around and watch him draw and write anytime and anywhere. In the past few days, little fox's injuries and cultivation had become better. Especially her Dao heart. It had improved even more terrifyingly. It was as if the big boss was always guiding her in her cultivation.

What she was afraid of was that such an opportunity had risks. Sometimes, the words written by the big boss would contain hidden secrets, and might even contain dangers. The true meaning of the sword technique contained in the words written last time had almost shattered her Dao heart. The little fox was still afraid of this.

These few days, there were more and more fleeing lights on Mount Taiyin, and the number of guests in the market city was also increasing day by day. They spoke with various accents, as if people had come from all over the Great Xia kingdom.

Liu Changgong's small shop's business was still neither good nor bad. The bustle outside belonged to others and had nothing to do with him. He still cultivated his body and mind in the shop every day, painting and practicing calligraphy.

Time passed slowly like this. Su Yue and Liu Changgong both lived according to the schedule.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely looking at the Yin Mountain."

Liu Changgong looked at the calligraphy that he had just finished writing and said with satisfaction, "Maybe Tao Yuanming was in the same mood as me back then, leisurely looking at life."

Little Fox, who was squatting at the side, did not see it that way. In the last word, 'mountain'... When he finished writing, she seemed to have seen a towering mountain range like Mount Taiyin pressing down on her, directly making her breathless.

Just as Little Fox's breathing was getting faster and faster and was about to be crushed, Liu Changgong finally took the brush and put it away.

'It's too dangerous. My Dao heart almost broke and shattered again. This kind of supreme opportunity is really not easy to enjoy. Sometimes, I really want to leave, but I can't bear to. I can see my cultivation base soar and there are no hidden dangers. Moreover, with this big shot here, it's not up to me whether I leave or stay!' Little Fox thought to herself.

Liu Changgong looked at the calligraphy in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. The charm of the calligraphy perfectly explained Tao Yuanming's poem. It was plain and interesting, light and carefree.

Liu Changgong was completely immersed in his own work.

Boom!

He looked up and saw the peak of Mount Taiyin, which was filled with thousands of purple and red lights.

The thick fog that covered the top of the clouds all year round soon dispersed, revealing a mysterious cultivation sect composed of many palaces: the Grand Moon Sect.

At the foot of the Grand Moon Mountain, the people in the market all looked up.

Tens of thousands of golden lights were suddenly emitted from the palace, exuding an extraordinary immortal aura.

Many people who knew about it knew that this was the thousand-year-old birthday banquet of the Grand Moon Sect's Nascent Soul Grandmaster, Immortal Zhu Zhao.

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Grand Moon Sect's square.

"The sect leader of the Five Mountains Sect, Yue Feng, has come with his followers to celebrate the birthday of our ancestor. He has given us two mid-grade magic treasures, 10 low-grade magic treasures, and 30 top-grade magic treasures..."

"Daoist Huang Shan, an itinerant cultivator, has come with his disciples to celebrate the birthday of our ancestor. He has given us magic treasures..."

As the welcoming disciples sang and shouted, cultivators entered the main hall one after another. Regardless of whether they were itinerant cultivators or disciples of sects, they were all famous figures. At the very least, those who could enter the main hall were all cultivators at least at the foundation establishment stage.

In the main hall, a black-robed old man was sitting upright on a chair in the middle, looking at the guests who had entered with an expressionless face.

The old man's presence had snatched away all the gazes. He was like the moon in the dark night. No matter how bright and eye-catching the other stars were, they could not compete with the moon.

Daoist Master Zhu Zhao, a famous Daoist Master of the Nascent Soul stage, was definitely the main character of this birthday banquet.

He looked at the guests in the hall with an expressionless face, and no one could tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Daoist Master Huang Ze of the Mystic Water Sect has come with his disciple to celebrate the birthday of our ancestor."

When he suddenly heard the welcoming disciples outside speaking much louder, he knew that this was an extraordinary guest.

Sure enough, everyone in the hall couldn't help but look at the door.

Daoist Master. Only cultivators who had reached the Nascent Soul stage were qualified to call themselves a Daoist Master. If they had not reached this realm, he or she would become a laughingstock and might even get themselves killed.

From the expressions of the guests present, it could be seen that this Daoist Master Huang Ze must be a cultivator with a profound cultivation, perhaps even no less than the Daoist Master Zhu Zhao who was sitting on a chair.

"Hahaha..."

Before the people in the hall could see the true face of Daoist Master Huang Ze, they heard a burst of hearty laughter.

Then, they saw two cultivators, one young and one old, walk into the hall.

"Zhu Zhao! An old friend of hundreds of years has come! Hurry up and welcome him!"

A short and vigorous cultivator with a short face and long beard looked at Daoist Master Zhu Zhao who was sitting upright in the hall with a faint smile. He must be Daoist Master Huang Ze.

Following closely behind Daoist Master Huang Ze was a handsome young man with an upright temperament. It was obvious that he had extraordinary talent and was a dragon among men.

Daoist Master Zhu Zhao looked at Daoist Master Huang Ze and said indifferently, "You came to celebrate my birthday. Don't you have any gifts?"

Daoist Master Huang Ze didn't reply. He just took out a storage bracelet, took out a box, and opened it. A yellow pill was lying inside.

"Longevity pill?" Some people who had seen it before exclaimed when they saw the pill in Daoist Master Huang Ze's hand.

At the sight of this longevity pill, Daoist Master Zhu Zhao who was sitting on the chair couldn't sit still anymore. He snorted coldly, "You're willing to spend so much!"

Daoist Master Huang Ze didn't get angry when he heard this. He just chuckled and said, "We've been old friends for many years. Do you think we can watch you ascend soon?"

No one in the main hall dared to make a sound when they heard this. After all, this was their birthday banquet, and they often mentioned ascension. It was inevitable that some masters would be unhappy and even fall out with them.

Unexpectedly, Daoist Master Zhu Zhao was silent for a long time when he heard this. Finally, he said to his disciple, "Watch the seats for Daoist Master Huang Ze and his disciple."

"Yes!" Immediately, a disciple who was waiting by the side came up to make arrangements.

When he saw the reaction of the Daoist Master Zhu Zhao, Daoist Master Huang Ze also fell silent. He could not help but reveal an indescribable expression on his face. He sighed and sat down.